Baoguang Temple, which is famous in Huaiping City, occupies a corner of Baoguang Square. It is located in the city and built according to the city. There is a tall white jade pagoda in the red wall with yellow tiles. The low sound of chanting sutras disperses into the wind, mixing
Smells of sandalwood are floating in the street.
The street is extremely wide, with only one avenue, extending from the main gate of Baoguang Temple, and finally branches out to other streets.
It was the morning, misty and rainy, and there were many people coming here to offer incense, so there were also many vendors. Unlike other busy cities, the noise on the streets here was slightly less.
In front of me, there happened to be two teams of fat and strong men on the street, full of energy and fierce eyes. They looked like elite warriors who had seen blood. They were escorting a luxurious carriage and drove slowly through the street.
Lin Mo, like other common people, consciously gave way to the road and waited until the carriage passed by before continuing to move forward.
He is in a very happy mood now.
It has been a long time since he relaxed his suppression of Qi and blood like he did today, and walked on the street in his true form like an ordinary person.
Yes, this is actually Lin Mo's true normal state.
The continuous improvement of body-training techniques, the increasing surging energy and blood, all contributed to the rapid increase in height, making his current body shape extremely special even in the real big city of Huaiping where fish and dragons are mixed.
This is the weight you need to bear if you want to gain strength.
Nothing in the world can be obtained without paying a price. If there is, it is just that the time has not come yet.
Of course, there are also benefits.
As he walked, no matter how crowded the street was, there would always be well-meaning people who would see his tall stature and spontaneously give way to comfort him, so that he could better walk on the street like an ordinary person.
, enjoying this long-lost peace.
But when real disaster strikes, how long can this peace be maintained?
Lin Mo looked around. Among the group of well-dressed men who had just walked past, the last one was not very old. As he walked, he used his peripheral vision to look at the young girls on the street who were in their prime from time to time.
The raindrops fell lightly on the long street, bringing a bit of coolness.
In the long street, there are believers with devout faces and worried eyes, vendors who are busy but smiling while collecting money and receiving goods, and most of them are carefree boys and girls.
'If Huaizhou is like Yuzhou, with rebellions and wars raging, what will happen to these people today?'
Lin Mo couldn't help but think of the past time in Ningyang, when the situation became even more desolate due to the arrival of Universalism.
"No, normally speaking, even if other places in Huaizhou are in chaos, Huaiping will not be in chaos. After all, it is different from previous lives. A real rebellion, no matter how powerful it is, ultimately requires strong force to suppress it.
As for the Changhe Chang family's annihilation battle, it is enough to see that at least Zhou Sheng's army in Huaizhou is very powerful now. If there are no accidents, a local rebellion is possible, but a complete overthrow is difficult, unless the danger comes from outside."
Lin Mo's mind was spinning, and thoughts flashed through his mind.
Suddenly I thought of the "Crying of Beasts" incident some time ago and the continuous recruitment of troops in Luojia Mountain. Everything seemed to indicate that the battlefield over there was not peaceful.
Sometimes the more people know, the stronger they are, and the higher they stand, the more upset they may become.
This is the wellhead effect.
Most people only have access to the sky at the mouth of the well. Only when they climb higher and higher, climb over the wall, and see the real world, can they understand how insignificant they are.
But to some extent, for most people, being a frog stuck at the bottom of a well is not necessarily a blessing.
Lin Mo took a deep look at the people and things on the street and engraved them firmly in his heart.
Unlike most ordinary warriors, he who possesses the talent pearl will be able to climb up along the exact path. Today's scene may be a rare memory when he looks down one day in the future.
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Just like it was in Ningyang.
Sigh softly.
He walked quickly towards Baoguang Temple.
During this period, he had already visited Lingmiaofang. If he stayed here for a while, he would have completely dropped the bait.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Mo stepped into Baoguang Temple, walked through the door, and bought an incense stick. He lit the incense like normal people and inserted it into the dark incense burner surrounded by three people in the front yard.
After bowing slightly and making a wish to catch a big fish today, Lin Mo entered the side hall.
It is no different from an ordinary temple.
The young novice was sweeping the floor with a broom, while the monks with a higher status were acting as monks.
To say they are different, it can only be said that most monks have some kung fu in them to some extent, but the traces are not obvious. They should belong to the lineage of literary monks and are responsible for passing on scriptures.
The decoration and repair of the temple are also very good. Obviously, the economic conditions are very good and there is no shortage of money.
Lin Mo walked around the entire temple, visiting almost all the places he could visit, focusing on the spots suitable for placing hidden objects, and simulating escape routes in his mind.
At this time, at the main entrance of the temple and at the entrance of the main hall, Wanhua was holding a broom and sweeping the floor while using his peripheral vision to look at Lin Mo, who was looking around with his hands behind his back.
After two breaths, walk directly to another place.
Several monks and men came out of the shadows and looked inquiringly.
"It does look very similar. Even if he is not that person, he still meets the criteria for killing. He was sent directly to the door. I didn't think that he was really a passerby?" Wanhua threw the broom away, her eyes showing contemplation.
"Whether it's a passer-by or the real culprit, I'd rather kill the wrong person than let him go." The strong man on the side said in a deep voice.
His name is Cao Yong, and he is from the Chishen lineage, only Mu Xin, and Wan Hua's third disciple.
After hearing this, Wanhua finally nodded.
"After finishing the work this time, I can stop for a while and call it a day. There are quite a few martial artists who have disappeared recently, which attracts attention. If you really want to eat meat, go to the dark market to buy it."
Everyone responded.
He immediately went into the house and changed into clothes similar to those of ordinary people, put on a wig, moved his steps, dispersed, and surrounded Lin Mo with a pincer-like offensive.
"This person may have some strength. Try not to do anything in the street and attract the attention of the government. Otherwise, Master will punish him when he is arrested later," Wan Hua reminded.
He has always firmly believed in the saying, 'A cautious martial artist will not have bad luck.' This is why he can stand out from the crowd of disciples and finally gain the favor of Naked.
"Senior brother, don't worry, we can save it, but I want thighs, they look so strong."
"Then I want my left hand."
"I want my head."
"Do business first." Wanhua waved and took the lead to follow.
The same goes for the other three.
Fortunately, they didn't have to crouch for too long. The burly man in front of them seemed tired from shopping. He declined the novice's offer to buy another stick of incense and walked directly out of the mountain gate, then walked along Baoguang Street and towards Fushou Road.
It looks like you want to leave the city?
Everyone was delighted and followed slowly.
After turning a corner and walking into Lin Mo on another road, under the bamboo hat, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
He naturally noticed the movements behind him and knew that the fish had taken the bait, and he became more and more certain that there was indeed a ghost in Baoguang Temple.
Just follow the plan.
Lin Mo walked slowly towards the city gate, also not planning to do anything in the city.
After all, if the prediction is correct, there will probably be people on the opposite side, including White Dao forces. If there is a conflict in the city, on the one hand, you will be exposed, and on the other hand, you will probably be attacked by two parties.
Soon, one person was escaping and four others were chasing him, all of them speeding towards the city gate.
It didn't take long for the five of them to leave the city.
Lin Mo's speed remained at a normal level, and the person behind him also had extraordinary foot strength, so he was able to hang from a distance and made very little noise.
The group of people tacitly prepared to find a secluded place.
At this time, the sun was high in the sky and it was noon.
Outside Huaiping City is the Huaiping Plain, and going south is the Taihuai Mountains, so the large sea of trees and forests are becoming more and more dense.
This is considered the outskirts of the mountain range, with deep forests and cuttings, and the roads are quiet.
The trees cover the sky, making it seem a little dark even at noon. Piles of fallen leaves are piled on the ground. The sultry climate makes the soil a little moist. Walking on the blanket-like yellow leaves will make you sink in and become soft.
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Since leaving the city, Lin Mo began to speed up, and through the darkness of the dense forest, he disappeared into the shadows.
Apparently he discovered their presence somewhere.
"interesting."
Wan Hua followed behind, with a sneer on his face. He put his hand on the empty stone ring, and a transparent bottle appeared in his hand.
Among them was a small pale yellow insect like a dung beetle.
He opened the lid, and the light yellow insect spread its transparent wings and flew to a certain place.
This is an incense-eating insect, and the incense is naturally the sandalwood in the temple.
For those who have stayed in Baoguang Temple, the aroma will continue within a day, attracting the pursuit of fragrant insects.
This tracking method has many loopholes and is not very applicable, but it is very useful in today's hunting time.
In the past, prey had noticed their presence and tried to survive by escaping and concealing themselves, but in the end they were caught up and killed by Wanhua and others using this method.
"Chase!"
Seeing the fragrant insects flying unabated into the forest, everyone hurried forward.
Slowly, the trees became more and more lush, and the people became more and more inaccessible.
This place is far away from the official road. Generally speaking, few people pass by here.
The sweet-eating insects also flew faster and faster, which meant that the man was not far away.
After about ten breaths, the four of them jumped up together, walked through the dense forest, and came to a waterfall and pool, where they suddenly stopped.
Because in front of the pool, a burly man was holding one hand behind his back, watching them quietly.
In his hand, the index finger and thumb just pinched the fragrant insect, allowing it to keep flapping its wings, but there was nothing that could be done.
At this time, he seemed to be aware of their presence, raised his head, smiled slightly, and used his fingers hard.
Snapped!
A flash of lightning flashed.
Life passes away.
Who is it if it’s not Lin Mo?
This place was remote enough and considered a good place to kill people and bury their bodies, so he stopped.
"Are you four the only ones here?"
He is now three meters tall, far taller than these two-meter-plus monks. In addition, he is standing on a stubborn rock, looking down at the four people, and speaking softly.
The four of them were startled. They were obviously shocked at this moment, but they were furious the next moment.
"It's interesting. I didn't expect you to do it on purpose. I just don't know who gave you the courage."
Wanhua narrowed her eyes, smiled angrily, and took a step forward.
"You dare to guard us here? Right? Lin Mo?"
he asked tentatively.
However, the person in front of him did not answer, but also took off the hat on his head, revealing a somewhat unfamiliar face that had obviously been disguised.
"It doesn't matter who gave you the courage. In my opinion, shouldn't it be more curious that the black Buddhists turned around and became masters of Baoguang Temple?" Lin Mo answered the question.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four people suddenly changed.
"It looks like I caught a big fish. I'm really lucky." Wan Hua looked at Lin Mo and the smile on her face faded.
He took two steps forward, a ferocious look appeared on his face:
"I'll give you another chance. If you don't want to endure hardship, tell me who you are and who ordered you to do it."
"Toxic! Everyone on alert!"
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically, his body trembled, and then he suddenly took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve, swallowed it, and started roaring.
It's just too late.
Before he could finish speaking, the big man in front of him disappeared instantly.
He turned back suddenly.
I saw a shadow making a series of turns among the three people behind me. It was very fast, passing by like a dragonfly touching water.
The breath time has not yet come.
Lin Mo fell gently in front of Wan Hua.
Bang bang bang!
A series of bursts of flesh and blood.
The three elite disciples in Black Buddhism, who can be regarded as the top elite disciples, were placed in the outside world and could resist even the top destiny-making masters in the Six Fu Realm under the combined influence of the outside world.
Hit it directly to the ground.
His throat was slit and his limbs were severed using strange techniques. At this time, he couldn't speak. He collapsed on the ground, breathing only for breath. He was obviously staying for interrogation.
Lin Mo disagreed, rubbed the blood on his fingers, and finally looked at Wanhua in front of him.
The young novice monk in front of him is only 1.67 meters tall. They stand opposite each other, with huge differences in stature.
The other party took a strange pill, which seemed to have resisted the negative effects of the poison, and his condition improved a lot.
At this time, Lin Mo was looking at Lin Mo with a frightened face, his eyes full of fear and fear.
"Who are you!"
The same face, the same movements, in just one breath, turned directly into a dangerous beast king who had been sleeping for a long time, then woke up, opened his eyes, and opened his saw-toothed fangs.
Just being in opposition to it is enough to make one's hair stand on end and one's muscles to contract.
And the junior brother who was able to defeat him so quickly was even more powerful than anyone could imagine.
Thinking back to the conversation that everyone had when setting off, he felt a surge of anger swell in his chest, and an inexplicable voice whispered in his ear.
"Does it matter now who I am?" Lin Mo smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a mysterious light in his eyes, with stars constantly extinguishing in it, which was very profound.
"If I were you, it might be best if you cooperate well."
The same gentle words give people a completely different perception.
At this time, the surrounding birds, beasts and insects seemed to be silent and did not make any sound.
"Are you kidding! Who do you think you are?!"
Wanhua finally came to his senses. With the whisper in his ear, a flash of red light instantly appeared in his eyes, and countless dark lines covered his face.
His thin arms began to swell instantly, thick muscles emerged, and finally turned into the shape of dry tree roots, tangled together, and finally smashed towards the end of the forest.
But the next moment, as soon as he punched, the opponent raised his hand to block it.
Then with a gentle push, his figure did not move, but Wanhua stumbled and hit the ground, kicking up a large amount of sand.
Lin Mo leaned down and put his hand directly on Wanhua's head,
"The moves are average, the techniques are average, and the people are average."